05/12/2026
A colossal boulder tears through the canopy. Gravity ceases to exist. Plummeting headfirst, the howling wind strips your soul from your flesh. As your vision finally coalesces in the primordial mist, it is not salvation that awaits. It is It. Zhu Huai—the four-horned anomaly from the ancient scrolls of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. A monolithic silhouette akin to a mountain, yet it observes the world through a pair of disturbingly cold, calculating human eyes. The true suffocation lies in those few seconds of its scrutiny. You are watching it from the safety of your screen; it is evaluating its prey from the depths of the abyss. And when that abyssal maw shatters the boundary of reality, lunging straight for your face... All logic, all defenses, are rendered utterly futile.
